pink roses
Ayy, yeah, Pink Roses, Pink Roses
Ayy, yeah, Pink Roses, Pink Roses
Yeah, ayy, Pink Roses, Pink Roses
Yeah, ayy, Pink Roses, Pink Roses
I told my mama I'ma make it rich, yeah
I told my girl that I wasn't gon' fake this shit, yeah
I told 'em bitches they should shake they shit, yeah
I'm in the building getting faded shit, yeah
No I ain't faking, nah
Nah they just hatin', yeah
Why? 'Cause I'm so great man (I'm so great)
Man this is great shit
Dad I can write now
I want that bitch, I want her right now
I want that bitch, I want her right now
I used to ball and now I fall down
I used to fall now I just fall down
Ayy, yeah, Pink Roses, Pink Roses
Ayy, yeah, Pink Roses, Pink Roses
Yeah, ayy, Pink Roses, Pink Roses
Yeah, ayy, Pink Roses, Pink Roses
(Yeah, ayy)
Swear the cars doin' donuts in the Civic
God done wrote the bible I done killed that shit
My script is the full prescription
My bitch would love the full clip
Cold trippin shit I'm with the demons
My bitch fiend a bitch
My bitch fiend as shit
I been fiendin' for a Xanny bar
But I'm in Xanzabar so I pop a bar
I give my bitch pink fucking roses
Ayy, yeah, Pink Roses, Pink Roses
Ayy, yeah, Pink Roses, Pink Roses
Yeah, ayy, Pink Roses, Pink Roses
Yeah, ayy, Pink Roses, Pink Roses